C8 Inexplicably Angry

"..." "Oh?" Her little face was even more confused.

He was a man. Would he add sugar to his coffee? She had a few candies in her pocket if she wanted them.

Mu Yan Chen frowned.

His life abroad was not a busy one. It was just that when he was busy, he was like a spinning top. The huge workload was too much for him to bear. Black coffee was a necessity for him, but he couldn't drink it without three spoonfuls of sugar each time. It was too bitter.

"I didn't see her put it in, but I do have some candy. Do you want it?" she said.

Mu Yanchen's brows were still knitted tightly, as if a simple matter had not been satisfied. That feeling gave Lanxi a moment of fear. She felt that he was a man with a normal need, even if it was a little strange.

"Forget it." he said coldly.

Lan Xi stood in place, hesitating. As he saw this man frowning as he handled the company's matters, his metallic sleeves began to emit a charming light. Beneath his white shirt, the blue veins on his wrists bulged out; it was very clear. Lan Xi couldn't help but think back to the feeling of touching his stomach muscles in the bathroom. The heat of the fire was tight, and it was filled with a destructive power. She swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Having grown up like this, it wasn't that she hadn't seen boys before, but most of the boys in her class were thin and skinny, even if they were well-developed, they would at most be a little stronger. They simply wouldn't have such well-built muscles.

She walked over to him slowly and mysteriously.

When Mu Yan Chen felt it, he discovered a faint fruity fragrance suddenly approaching him. His handsome eyebrows didn't even have the time to frown before he saw an orange-yellow crystal particle being stripped naked and placed next to his lips.

"Orange!" Do you want it? " Lan Xi crisply said.

This kind of conversation and action was quite sudden.

Mu Yan Chen felt as though black lines were forming in his mind. It was not that he didn't know how to react, but he had never dealt with such a scene before. There was an unprecedented coldness between his handsome eyebrows and his thin lips were pursed, not to mention that he had never interacted with such a young girl before.

— What do you want of him? Was he scolding her, or was she feeding him candy?

Regardless of which it was, Mu Yanchen felt that it was beyond his range of acceptance.

"Mo Lanxi …" He took a low breath and was about to speak in a low, husky, magnetic voice.

At the same time, Bai Xi's small hand suddenly shoved the candy into his lips. The rustling sound of the candy continued, but Mu Yan Chen's face had already turned completely black, as she could clearly feel the sweet taste of the candy on her tongue. His slender fingers loosened their grip on the pen, allowing the ink and paper on the table to leave a stain.

"Sweet?" She actually had a face full of curiosity as she tilted her head and asked in a close proximity.

He didn't know if it had been hundreds of years since he had tasted candy — he was especially referring to this kind of child's fructose. Now that he was sitting in a bright and spacious office and being asked by a little girl, a surge of nameless anger rushed up without any warning.

"Get out." His voice was as cold as a cellar.

Lan Xi's long eyelashes trembled, and she was almost frozen. She inexplicably took a step back, a bit confused.

"I told you to get out!" Mu Yan Chen couldn't stand her audacity any longer, so he scolded with a low and deep voice.

Lanxi almost thought that he had seen a ghost and was stunned.

She turned around slowly and stiffly, and with a strange expression on her face, she took small steps towards the door. As she closed the door, she did not dare to look at his expression, instead leaning against the door and inhaling — Your sister's bear … Was he trying to scare them to death?